There's an old saying, people who live in glass houses shouldn't thow stones.
If you've ever sat at the bank in Luna so your character wouldn't log out. Your cheating by exploiting the game mechanics for your own benifit.
If you've ever set a huge pile of hides as your last target so you can put it on your cursor, cut it up, and send to the bank w/ a BOS. You are cheating by exploiting a bug.
If you have ever bought gold or item w/ cash from a reseller. Your cheating (how do you think they got all those resources they are selling) by proxy.
And the list could continue on and on.
Here is an article all about the reason you are addicted this this game.
http://www.cracked.com/article_18461_5-creepy-ways-video-games-are-trying-to-get-you-addicted.html
All that being said. Here is a farmers tale.
There once was a farmer. His day was long and hard. He got up before the dawn broke, went out to the fields and bug the furroughs and planted his crops, all by hand, since he had no tools to help him. He didn't live very long since the work and his existance was so hard.
His son, of which he had many to help with the work, came up w/ an idea. And he invented the hoe, which made the work a little easier. He was able to do the work his father had done plus a little more. This helped him and his family improve there lot in life. But it was still a short and hard life.
This farmer also a several children, and one invented a plow that could be pulled behind an animal. And farming became even easier. He was able to send his children to school and bring in more crops and feed more people than his father or his grandfather.
One of his children invented the steam powered tractor. And the family grew more prosperous, bought more land, and more children went to school.
One of his children invented the gas powered tractor.
And one of his children invented the combine, another the satelite.
And a third said, "why don't we use the satelite to control the combine"
So low and behold the automatic combine was created, and all the farmer had to do was sit back in airconditioned comfort, listening to a little music or mabye reading a book while the machine did all the work, while he kept an eye on things to make sure they ran smoothly.
Do you think that great great great great great grandpa, thought they were cheating, or was he proud that they found a better way to deal w/ the skinner box of life.
Just my 2 cents